Cruel love

Chapter 42 Enzo

I had planned to surprise her at her birthday party, she was turning twenty now.
But when I entered the party, in disguise obviously, because if Arkadi saw me he would probably get me killed.

I saw her talking to this Russian man probably couple of years younger than me. He might had age but charm, I don't think so, he doesn't hold a candle in front of me in any department.
She was smiling at him not only smiling she laughed at him.

Bloody laughed.

What is he telling her that made her laugh like that. That scene in front of me filled with so much anger and rage. I want to murder that bastard. I don't know his name yet. But I would figure everything out and murder him.

That was not all he asked her to dance and she blushed and took his hand. They danced.

They FU*KING danced in front of my eyes.

Okay I am changing theplan little bit. I will murder him first and figure his name, work everything afterwards.

After her romantic rendezvous, she left the party and went to her room.

I left the party and ditched my disguise and entered her room.

After giving her her gift and her much deserved punishment, I left the place.

Buisness was usual.
Checking on our ransom, fucking some Russian drug labs.
Researching on Nikolai Volkov. As much as I loathe him, that bastard worked hard and built his own umpire and took care of his father's side by side. He was one hardworking motherfu*ker.
But that's not a big deal. I had my business too. I was handed over business as a hire of my father but I built the empire multiple fold stronger, bigger than it was handed to me.

At night when I was done with meeting with my supplier at the club. I drove to her. I know I should drive to my mansion but I didn't.

I hate her. I hate her so much for choosing Arkadi over me. I hate her for ignoring me like a small stone in her roadways and not even explaining herself.
And I loathe myself for not being able to think straight when it comes to her. For going to her, for choosing her even after she didn't choose me.

I parked my car far from main entry gate, where I would not get entry from, I assume.

Contacting my man planted in Arkadi's house. I climbed up the wall. Dodging patrolling guards I moved towards her balcony in dark like a shadow.
I climb up to her balcony.

She had ket the door open. How stupid of her to do that. It could help a invader to easily enter her room.

She was lying on her bed probbed on her elbows texting someone and smiling.

"Talking to your dear fiance?" I asked, leaning on the balcony gate with my arms folded on my chest and ankles

She startled with a sudden voice, almost dropping her phone on bed.

"You should try to atleast coming in view before talking from dark like a ghost", she said.

I stared at her.

"And by the way he is not my fiance".

I stared at her.

She looked at me I noticed her wearing my necklace a mental smile came to my face though it didn't make to my actual face.

"He is not Enzo", she said with raising her usual soft tone.

I walked towards her bed slowly. Leaning down our lips brushed. God I missed her soft soft lips. Licking them softly as I demanded entry and she gave it to me with a low moan.

I took her invitation with all the might. Devouring her. I nibbled on her lower lip and sucked on it. I kept on devouring her licking her tongue. Our mouths moved almost like a dance, but not the sh*ty kind she did with that fu*ker. Didn't even want to think about his name between our moments. It was soulful with rhythm, and movements so smooth like flowing water. I guided it and she followed the lead like a good girl she is.

We kissed until we couldn't anymore and separated to catch up our breath. Looking at her swollen lips, her panting, her breast heaving. I knew I couldn't stop with one and with that I locked her lips with mine again.

We were kissing, just kissing for I don't know how long, it's been hours. Every time we separated, we came back again to devour each other like it's the oxygen we need to survive.

Well it is kind of.

I just don't know how I managed to be without it for so long.

She indeed, will be the death of me.

With multiple rounds of kissing and two pairs of very swollen lips. I walked out of the room towards the balcony and gave a look to a group of patrolling guards, who were far away from this side. I climbed out of it.

She didn't say anything, probably too exhausted of our kissing or shocked by my sudden escape. She just looked at me moving out with swollen lips and slightly parted open mouth, which by the way 88 percent convinced me to walk back and own that mouth of her again.

But I left for good.